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>Just another long, tiring day of work at the asylum, caring for the mentally ill.
>You arrive at the first of the padded cells, housing a patient who’d been there for years before you started working.
“Miss, it’s time for your medicine.”
>There’s a pregnant pause from the girl, as if she’s waiting for her cue.
“…and I’m not Fuwawa, I’m Mococo!”
>Everyday, she does this.
“And together we are…”
>and you cannot interrupt her, under any circumstance.
“…FuwaMoco!”
>She believes herself to be part of an entertaining duo of sorts
“Oi, Mister Orderly man!”
>”Fuwawa” is supposedly her big sister.
“it’s time for another Mococo Pup Talk!”
>You can already tell that Today’s going to be especially exhausting.
